Henry Ford's Offhand Way Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDE FGHHDDI JJKKDDL MMNNOOIISpeaking of Henry Ford's purchase of a million dollars' worth of city bonds Controller Engel said 'He talked about buying those bonds exactly as I would talk about buying a sack of peanuts ' News item | A |
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There may be some of us who'd stop and scratch our heads awhile | B |
Before we'd spend a million of our hardearned little pile | B |
And some of us perhaps might want to ponder on the deal | C |
To see the goods before we'd buy to know that they were real | C |
I'm sure that I should hesitate and count once more my hoard | D |
Before I'd write a check like that but not so Henry Ford | D |
He merely yawned and stretched a bit and then said 'By the way | E |
A million dollars' worth of bonds I guess will do today ' | - |
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And some of us there are who might regret it all our lives | F |
If we should do a trick like that and not consult our wives | G |
Before we'd spend a million bones I think we'd hem and haw | H |
And then decide to wait a day and put it up to Maw | H |
'm sure I shouldn't spend that much upon my own accord | D |
I'd be afraid of what she'd say but not so Henry Ford | D |
He just looked through the window at the autumn tints of earth | I |
And said 'Those bonds you spoke about I'll take a million's worth ' | - |
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And some of us perhaps before we'd part with such a bunch | J |
Would make the salesman take us out and blow us off to lunch | J |
We'd have him bowing down to us and tapping at our door | K |
And make him say a dozen times the things he'd said before | K |
I'm sure before he closed with me and captured his reward | D |
I'd make him work a month or two but not so Henry Ford | D |
He merely said the while he flicked from off his coat a speck | L |
'Send up a million dollars' worth I'll write you out a check ' | - |
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Who knows but what he thought about the song birds on the farm | M |
And looked away as though to see the trees in autumn's charm | M |
Perhaps he saw the pumpkins ripe and fodder in the shock | N |
And watched a little feller who was driving home the stock | N |
While the agent's heart was beating he was calm as he could be | O |
But perhaps he saw a little boy with patches on his knee | O |
Years and miles away from business in the town that gave him birth | I |
Who never dreamed he'd buy of bonds a million dollars' worth | I |
Edgar Albert Guest
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